The people of Wuhan have been riched, and perhaps the people of the Kuomintang have been rich. But life is getting more and more embarrassing.

The proprietor has a lot of money. At first, it was a few stacks, then a few stacks, and now every time the paycheck is paid, it has to be packed in a cloth bag and carried home.

Walking on the street and looking at a person, holding a wad of fiat currency in his arms, don't think that he is going to buy a house, maybe he is just going to buy a bag of salt.

The family has more and more places to live, and they have to open a room to put money.

Du Laogui's owner is making fishing boat accessories. In the two years after the surrender of Little Japan, business gradually improved, and the life of Du Laogui's family also improved more and more. Xiao Wu doesn't have to run around with his bare butt every day, so he can tear a piece of cloth for the child to cover up his ugliness. It's only been a few days, and I'm going back again.

Du Laogui looked at the money piled up at home, and no one cared about the spilled on the ground and blistered. Pick up the one and probably can't even bend over the price. Pushing back a few years, it is estimated that his owner does not have much cash at home.

There is no rice at home again. Du Laogui carried a bag of money and went out.

"Old expensive, what are you going to buy?"

"There's no rice left at home!"

"Carry another bag, I'll buy it in the morning, one bag is not enough. Now buying rice is to weigh the money!What a shitty world!" Neighbor Cuong muttered and shook his head and left.

Feng Jinfei and his family also went out today, and Miao Suxin hugged her daughter. The girl has already opened her mouth to call Daddy. From time to time, I hugged my head and kissed him. Girls may not be nourished enough in the mother's womb and grow weaker than those of the same age. It doesn't weigh much to hold.

There are very few people on the streets who wander empty-handed, and they carry the same thing in their hands no matter what they do: money.

More are carrying bags, carrying sacks, and some are tied with ropes, or even pushed by flatbeds. It's all money!

The person pulling the rickshaw looked at the silver quill that Feng Jinfei gave him, and he was a little overwhelmed. It's been a long time since I've seen Silverquill. These days, I prepare two or three bags when I go out to work every day, one on my chest and one on my back when I pull the cart, and three bags are piled up on the car when I go back at night, full of money!

He suddenly remembered that the eldest brother had given too much, and then grabbed a pile of random from the bag on his chest. "Give. Looking for you!"

Feng Jinfei was also stunned, and after thinking about it, the silver quill may rise boundless against the fiat currency. I took it.

"What can this bunch do?" Miao Suxin was a little curious, wanting to know to what extent the fiat currency had depreciated, so she wanted to have a specific image concept. He is a man who knows everything.

"Can ......" Feng Jinfei thought for a long time, and he really didn't know what he could do. "Can you light a cigarette. ”

"Light a cigarette?"

"Well, it's someone else who strikes a match, and is afraid that a match won't light a group of people to smoke, so you can take this and light it for everyone. Feng Jinfei said, thinking about the scene of a group of people gathering around and taking money to light cigarettes.

It's spectacular, it's sad. That's not showing off wealth, it's not comparison, it's an interpretation of helplessness.

A car came quickly on the far side of the avenue, listening to the sound of the horn, and passers-by hurriedly flashed to both sides. Someone stumbled, and a pile of money fell to the ground in his arms. The people passing by didn't seem to see it, so the person silently picked up the stacks by himself.

Almost finished, and suddenly threw the money on the ground again. "Is this Nima still money! It's all waste paper!"

Maybe I felt that it was wrong again, but these papers could still be used for money, and I began to look down and pick them up again. Feng Jinfei leaned over and helped pick it up, this person didn't suspect it, and he wasn't worried that Feng Jinfei would run away with his money at all.

Feng Jinfei picked it up and gave it to the man along with his own pile.

"Don't worry about me taking it and leaving!" Feng Jinfei also wanted to know what this person thought.

"Look," he said, pointing his finger at the passers-by. "Anyone take a look? Besides, take it away, it's not worth a piece of ocean. ”

The man was very strange Feng Jinfei asked like this, and he wondered if there was something wrong with this baby. You have to run away to grab people's money, right? I can't pick up these two money with that effort. Money is flying everywhere in the streets and alleys, and you can pick it up everywhere.

Feng Jinfei brought the child to the doctor today, and the daughter was sweating at night, and she was a little hot every evening, and she started coughing again yesterday.

"Sir, ma'am. The child is infected with tuberculosis. You see...... "The doctor can't do anything about this disease, but let the family see it."

Miao Suxin didn't understand what it meant, and stared at the doctor, her eyes full of inquiries. Feng Jinfei is no longer done, his mind is buzzing, and tears are full of tears.

"It's what we often call tuberculosis!"

Now Miao Suxin understood. "Brother Fei, Yaya, she... Woooooooooooo ”

"Mother... The mother ...... "Yaya doesn't understand, she saw her mother crying, and she immediately pouted and wanted to cry."

"Doctor ......"

"Sir, it's not just me who can't help it, but no one in the world who can do it. The doctor didn't let Feng Jinfei speak, and interrupted directly. He really can't help it, what a small doll, with big eyes dripping, looking distressed.

Feng Jinfei didn't know how to get home, Miao Suxin kept having tears on her face, and Yaya's little hand kept wiping her mother's tears, at first she thought her mother was crying, and later she thought her mother was playing with her. She giggled while wiping her mother's tears. Listening to the child's laughter made the two of them feel even more painful.

"How's it going?" asked Old Man Miao.

Miao Suxin knew that she was crying, kept flowing, pursed her mouth, and didn't open her mouth.

"Jinfei, what's going on?

"Tuberculosis ......" Feng Jinfei was finally called back to his soul by the old father-in-law. Then the whole face was filled with tears.

"Tuberculosis...... "Old man Miao is also stunned!

In the days that followed, Feng Jinfei kept taking Yaya around various medical centers, not using fiat currency, and paying all in cash. Even all the doctors want to make a lot of money, but they can't do anything about tuberculosis. No one picked it up, and he also looked at Feng Jinfei's blood-red eyes, fearing that he would die if he didn't make it. It's really going to die.

watched Yaya get thinner and thinner day by day, her little face was pale, and there was only an unnatural and unhealthy flush. Feng Jinfei had lost his mind, and his thoughts stopped.

The meals prepared at home are almost motionless, and the servants have no heart to work, and the originally orderly home has become disorganized.

Zhao Jincheng didn't know how. Several times in the middle of the night, with a home remedy that I don't know from there. Every time, he left with a gloomy face.

Old man Miao fell ill again, but Feng Jinfei and Miao Suxin didn't care about taking care of him. However, Lu Ming took the doctor to visit Old Man Miao every day. The housekeeper tried his best to maintain everything in the house, and did not scold anyone, but just asked the servants to do their own things well, so as not to add any more chaos to the master's house.

No matter how hard the family tries, no matter how reluctant they are. Yaya still hasn't survived this year. The child also muttered when he closed his eyes that what he drank these days was too bitter and wanted to eat sugar. promised to give the child candy first when he woke up, but the child never woke up.

Children can't enter the ancestral grave, no matter whether Feng Jinfei or Old Man Miao doesn't have an ancestral grave in Wuhan. The children who died were buried casually, but Feng Jinfei still found a feng shui place that he thought was to bury the maid.

ordered a small coffin of Nanmu, and put Yaya's rag doll in to accompany Yaya. Feng Jinfei stayed in front of Yaya's grave for three days, and talked to Yaya for three days. He hopes that his daughter will still recognize him in a hundred years, and don't forget her father. When I came back, I was all out of shape.

Miao Suxin hasn't been able to get up since the day Yaya left. I kept thinking about Yaya in my head, as if Yaya was still around. Looking at the empty bed, tears fell down the pillow towel again in my ears. That place has never been dry.

"Second brother, you can't do this, you can't do this! If you and your sister-in-law continue like this, they will be ruined! Second brother, come back to your soul, you two are still young, just be reborn." Don't abuse your body again!" Zhao Jincheng once again touched Feng Jinfei's bedroom in the middle of the night.

He knew that this time was a bit frequent, and there were more and more things going on over there. He shouldn't have come more at this time, but seeing that the second brother's family has become like this, he really doesn't feel at ease.

"San'er, don't come in the future! The second brother can't fall. told Yaya that the second brother would go to her in a hundred years. Feng Jinfei's tone of voice was normal, but he was so panicked when he heard this, and his tears didn't stop flowing.

"Second brother, look... What has become of my sister-in-law? Look at Uncle Miao again. A family can't be ruined like this! Second brother, wake up!"

"San'er, the second brother is fine, it's really fine. It's just sad! Go back, tomorrow the second brother will cheer up the family. It's okay, you can go back!"

It's been two months since the family had a smile again. But no one in Wuhan has a smile anymore.

The Nanjing government issued gold round scrolls, began to exchange legal tender, and required the people not to hide gold and silver privately. The Nanjing government will exchange the new version of the gold round scroll for private gold and silver.

A currency that does not have any basis as a benchmark is doomed from the moment it is issued.

The credit of the Golden Yuan Coupon has been with the bottom line of the Nanjing government from the beginning, and it has been broken little by little until it is smashed into the floor!

It is no longer a sign that the Golden Yuan will become the next fiat currency, but it is being realized!